We are walking down an empty hotel hallway looking for room 1109. Nothing much has been said since we arrived. You take the lead and I follow. My thoughts race with vivid images of our messages and racy pics we’ve exchanged. I had promised you that our conversations did not compare to the real deal, and I was looking forward to proving it.

I look down and follow the intricate hotel floor designs, but the smell of your cologne pulls me up, as if I’ve been hypnotized. I wonder if you taste as good as you smell.

You stop and look over with a smile. My heart fills with blood and begins to pump, breaking the silence. “We've arrived.” You swipe the key “snap” and let me in first.

I walk into a dark room. In front of me is a panoramic view of the city. Light travels into the room from the “electricity” sign from one of the tall buildings across the hotel. I looked down towards the pool, visible from the window, and noticed some guests were enjoying an evening in the pool.

I pause. I hear the door slowly shut “click” that’s when I feel you behind me. “What should we do first?” you ask. I remember in our text you said you loved your balls sucked on. I ask you to take your clothes off and follow me to the edge of the bed. I lay down with my head hanging over the bed's corner, open my mouth and wait.

You walk towards me. I instantly feel your warm body reach my face. I can tell you’re already hard. Wedging my face between your legs I begin to lick and suck on your balls. “Mmmm….” I can hear you enjoy yourself while stroking your cock. This turns me on. I can’t help but to join you and release sounds of pleasure myself “mmmm….” The vibration of my vocal cords travel to my soft lips, which are gently pressed against your balls. This drives you absolutely wild and you blur out, “oh fuck!” as you lean forward and catch yourself on the bed with both hands.

When we talked, you said you weren’t sure how you felt about rimming. The way you had leaned forward had exposed your hole to my mouth. With no hesitation, I gently lick your hole. You yell “oh fuck” once again and clutch your body. I stopped thinking you weren’t into it when I heard you say “don’t stop, don’t stop” while catching your breath.

I kept going, every gentle glide with my tongue caused a louder moan “oh fuck why does this feel so good?” Confused by the satisfaction my mouth was giving your hole. Your body is still on top of mine, holding on to the bed.

I hear you warn me “I think I’m going to cum”. I moved quickly. I push you against the hotel window, which is floor to ceiling. Your backside is exposed to anyone in the pool who might look up. The possibility of someone seeing your bare ass, nor the cold window stopped you. It didn’t matter, however, because my hand was pressed up against your stomach holding you against the window, as I pumped your cock with my mouth.

With my free hand, I travel up and down your muscular legs. Your breathing gets louder every time your cock pushes against the back of my throat. That’s when I noticed, your toes have begun to curl. This tells me your cock is about to explode. I pump, suck, and rub your pink cock with my tongue waiting for your thick and warm cum. “Oh fuck. Oh FUCK! I’m cumming!!!” And with your loud warning you do.

I hold your cock in my mouth making sure I clean up all the cum before releasing you from my hold. After, I sit on the bed cleaning up some of the cum that escaped. You’re standing there for a moment then you move away from the window. Your body heat left a temporary foggy imprint of your perfect body against the window. It’s silent again. That’s when you sit down and turn to me and say “you weren’t fucken kidding, you’re better than your stories.”